I know this is after midnight but it still counts since my day hasn't ended yet...
..................................
through rubble I'm stumblin/
my city war torn & crumblin/
in the dark an old woman keeps mumblin/
that space & time will be torn asunder/
& I'd listen but.../
I'm distracted by the big black yeti with arms folded behind her/
what the fuck is this dream?/
change of scene:/
and then... evil men, I try to run/
don't understand how my legs went numb/
feels like quicksand, can't even scream I'm stunned/
one more second & I know I'm done/
keep repeatin it's only a dream/
change of scene:/
Brad Pitt's undressin me/
Clooney's kissin my neck tenderly/
& Ewan McGregor is massagin sensually/
maybe for once this is a prophecy/
& too good to be true's nothin but a fallacy/
god don't dare let this be a dream/
change of scene:
shit, I'm late to work again/
slave to the hand that holds the check signin pen/
& my boss won't stop the threats & melodramatic yellin/
bout what I got no business bein involved with rectifyin/
Everyday is nothin but anxious decay/
& I gotta get away from this stress filled rat race/
wake up, no, please... not the recurring dream/
change of scene/
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